A RIDE HOME WITH HER BROTHER

She really loved the summer weather, she mused, as she stepped through the doorway of the health club into the picture perfect late afternoon. A warm breeze, heavy with the sweet aroma of the azalea bushes planted beside the walk swirled around her, gently stirring her shoulder length blond hair and giving her a rush as it caressed her bare thighs and curled under the hem of her tiny nylon skirt. She looked down at her stiffening nipples pushing against her thin cotton tank-top and wondered if a hard workout, in front of a group of admiring males, affected other girls like it did her.

“Yo! Jo-Ann! Over here.”

Jo-Ann squinted into the low sun, and saw her brother’s friend Tyrone waving at her from behind the wheel of his beat-up, black Ford F-150. At the sight of Tyrone an image uncontrollably materialized. The image was of Tyrone, dressed for his college homecoming dance last October. He wore all off-white, a color that many would call cream. Tux, tie, cummerbund, shoes, socks and even a cream colored carnation. His jet black skin and brilliant white-toothed smile completed the picture. He was the handsomest black man she had ever met.

“Hey Tyrone. What are you doing here? Where’s my brother?”

“He was called into work. Your cell must be off. He couldn’t reach ya’ to say I’d be picking you up.”

“You know what? My brother’s a big jerk. I can’t wait ‘til next month when I get my own car and won’t have to beg that asshole for rides.”

She was beside the truck now, close against Tyrone’s arm hanging out the open window. Her face brightened into a sexy, yet sweetly innocent smile.

“You’re certainly not a jerk, even if you are big. Thanks for coming to get me,” she said softly while lightly running the tips of her fingers along Tyrone’s arm and up over his bicep.

Tyrone leaned across the seat to open the door for Jo-Ann and reached down with his left hand to adjust his dick that was painfully bending up against his shorts. His erection had kicked-in as soon as he saw her exiting the club. Hell, as soon as he pulled into the parking lot and knew she would soon appear. He knew several sixteen-year olds, but none looked anything like Jo-Ann. In fact, most of the girls in his college classes didn’t look anything like Jo-Ann. Her body was nearly perfect with long shapely legs, a perfect heart shaped ass and firm c-cups breasts. Judging by the way her nipples were always erect, you would swear that she was constantly turned-on.

Jo-Ann climbed in and slid across the bench seat to settle next to Tyrone, ignoring the fact that her short wrap-around skirt rode higher up her smooth, perfectly tanned thighs. When she turned to put her gym bag behind her seat Tyrone was treated to a view of her beautiful, curvaceous bottom only partially covered by her shear, high rise panties. Tyrone’s stare was drawn to her breasts as her twisting exaggerated her cleavage, loosened her tank top, and gave Tyrone a nearly complete view of her magnificent young breasts. She was wearing a clip-in-front, half-cup bra that seemed much too small, exposing a large part of her dark areola and leaving little else to the imagination.

“What’s in this bag, Ty’?” she said as she turned back, placing the insulated bag on the front seat, wiggled her butt and settled up against Tyrone.

Tyrone needed a few seconds to recover from the unexpected visual treat and to get his pulse rate back to a range that would stop threatening to blow out his ear drums before he could answer.

“Beer. I was going to head to the lake after I drop you off, watch the sun set, and have a cold one.”

“How about we skip the drop-me-off part and I go to the lake with you? No one’s going to miss me at home. That’s for sure. My mom’s either still at work or out with her latest boyfriend. My brother’s working and my kid sister could care less if I ever come home. Besides, I could really use a cold one, myself.”

“I’m cool with that. Let’s go.”

“But jeez, don’t tell my brother! He’ll kick my ass and then have my mother ground me for a month.”

“No Problem, pretty lady.” Tyrone said.

“You’re a doll”, she said as she leaned in closer, danced her fingers along the inside of his leg, pressed her breast against his rib cage, and softly kissed his neck just below his ear, flicking her tongue against the sensitive skin as she pulled away.

Jo-Ann grabbed a beer, popped it open, took a good swallow, belched softly, looked at Tyrone and smiled, “Good beer.”

Tyrone looked down to make sure his cock hadn’t worked free. He then shifted his eyes to see if the flimsy bra was still able to contain its treasures. It was, for now. As he accelerated out of the parking lot, he wondered if he should tell Jo-Ann he also had condoms and the two rolled joints in the side pocket of the cooler bag.

*****

They were parked overlooking the eastern shore of the lake at the end of a little used, narrow, dirt-track. The sun was starting to set behind the rolling hills west of the lake when they lit up the first joint. Jo-Ann had readily agreed to smoke so he knew that this was not going to be the first time she toked. But, to appear concerned, he asked, “You sure you can handle this?”

The sexy, provocative smile appeared on Jo-Ann’s face again.